On this date, three years ago, I wrote my very first post in this blog. Three years… three bloody years. To be honest, I thought this blog wasn’t going to last beyond three or four weeks. I’ve got the attention span of a goldfish when it comes to things like this, so I figured it wouldn’t take long before I’d be doing something else.
Yeah, whoops, no dice.
I’m still here. And not only am I still here, I am still absolutely loving this blogging lark. Mainly because it’s broken my world wide open. I was incredibly sheltered, having spent six years at a boarding school and three years after that at home,combating severe mental health problems (which aren’t really over and done with, but I’m coping.)
Not to mention the years before that. My world mainly revolved around escaping from being bullied and escaping from the never-ending arguments between my parents. My preferred escape was always words, whether written in books or spoken in films. I wrote them as well, in a million notebooks and a million Word files.
When I started blogging, it was like opening my eyes to a world beyond my own for the first time. I used my words to wake up and blossom. I still am, three years later, in a new city, in a new country and a new life. And you know what? Sometimes, it’s bloody scary.
But the rest of the time, it’s really freaking cool.
Like, I’m learning about things I never even knew existed. Not just by talking about sex and sexuality, but all the things surrounding that. Gender, censorship, porn culture, relationships, using the written word to fight the good fight, writing erotic fiction and doing it my way.
I’ve always been good at finding the exciting in the mundane. I’m always doing it with the power of words.
And guess what?
I ain’t quitting now.
So, knock knock, motherfuckers, and welcome to year four of Lady Laid Bare. It’s going to be sweet as balls.
God, I’m sorry if all that sounded a bit up myself and pretentious. I really just wanted to say thank you to all of you for reading this blog, or having read this blog, or if you’re planning to read this blog in the future. My door is always open.
And thank you to the lovely ones. You know who you are, and you’re all getting a big hug from me the next time I see you all.
A celebratory gif to end things with? Don’t mind if I do.